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Each new sensation earns me more responses. Slowly, a smirk began to spread across my face.
I'm making Ashley moan, groan, shake, jerk, and growl.
My eyes crawl up to land at her neck. Her head is at the perfect angle to tease me with the tan golden skin that is her neck. I don't wait for permission this time, and lean it and kiss the skin before nipping it.
"Ruler straight my ass."
Immediately she leans back and out of my reach. Her hands move my hands off her breasts as she gets off my lap.
I reach for her but she steps back.
My stupid cast is preventing me from getting up and following her.
I whimper as she closes her eyes and shakes her head. I feel like I'm about to cry.
I drop my elbows onto my knees, drop my head, and close my eyes, just taking deep breaths.
Suddenly I feel someone fluffy surround both wrists.
I quickly look up and my hands are handcuffed together by a fair of black, fluffy handcuffs.
Ashley is smirking at me, "I figured the cast would be a good enough restraint, but I guess not.
I just swallow as she lifts my hands up and straddles me, placing my hands behind her neck, "I don't think I have you permission to touch my neck, did I?"
"No," I squeak.
"Did I give you permission to talk?"
"No."
"That makes you a big girl, doesn't it?"
"Yeah," I whimper feeling myself get wetter with everything she's saying.
"You know that there are consequences for being a bad girl, don't you?"
"Yeah."
She smirks, "Are you ready for your punishment?"
I swallow and nod. I then watch, mouth open and probably drooling, as she bring her own hands to her still stiff nipples and begins to tweek them. I'm quickly becoming addicted to the sounds she makes and the way her body jumps.
I end up biting my lip as I watch one hand stop what it's doing so it can slowly slide down her stomach, making intricate and random designs, until it reaches the top of her skirt. Then she slides one finger into the between band and her skin. I moan and fidget as I watch that digit slide along the barrier.
"Do you wish that was your finger, maybe even your tongue?"
"Yes!" I blush when I realized I almost screamed that.
She just snickers, "Good," then she removes her finger and lifts my hands so they're in front of her, before standing up. She turns around and puts her hands on her skirt.
I lick my lips as I watch her slowly lower the skirt as she also bends over. She's not wearing underwear, and as soon as I realize this, I'm staring at her glorious, carved from perfection, ass. I think I've gone back to drooling now, because my mouth is hanging open slightly. I whimper as she let's it sway before standing up and turning around.
I'm not sure if I like this new view as much or more so then the last one.
I'm now staring her wet pussy, and it better be on the menu sometime soon. I'm alrady licking my lips and there will be a problem if I don't get to taste her.
She lifts my hands up and straddles me again before putting my arms back down behind her neck, but I keep my eyes on her core the entire time. As her legs spread and move, I get to catch glimpses of something else I want to use my mouth on.
All of a sudden, one of her hands enters my field of vision as well.
My eyes shoot up to hers and she's biting her lip looking at me, but then she glances down before looking up at me. I swallow and look back down. She has one finger on her clit and is rubbing it. I groan when she then squeezes it.
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